my heart is a glorious machine;

I don't think I'd mind bars so much, aside from drunken people, with whom I've had enough experience at music festivals to not want to be around them -- mostly cos there'd be good people-watching opportunities because so many different kinds of people come to bars, and it might be an interesting social experiment to see how different people act with their inhibitions compromised. *is cold and calculating, heh heh heh* But I probably wouldn't go to one unless a) I was attending a concert, or b) a group of friends really, really, really wanted to go. Currently I don't have any of those friends. Of course I'd probably bring a book and end up reading it while they all got drunk, and then have to suffer having lame pick-up lines tried on me because of it. :D

(Okay, I'm being a little too pessimistic regarding my imaginary theoretical college friends.)

I think going out of one's comfort zone is important and often useful, but there are some experiences I see no reason to have, and being drunk seems entirely unnecessary to me. Except...

...oh drat.

I just realised that I really ought to get drunk, just once, not because it'd be a valuable learning experience or I ought to try it just once, but because I need to know what it feels like so that when it comes up in a story I can write about it convincingly.

Angels and ministers of grace preserve us. D: